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The music pumps through the speakers, filling the house and mingling with the sound of chatter and laughter. Jess' ears twitch from all the noise, searching for one person. Jess sips her drink, looking around the party. you was next to her, and then disappeared. The wolf in her is pissed off, ready to tear through this party. But the human part knows she can't keep you on a leash. The irony, right? She scans the party, standing on her tiptoes as she looks around. When she finally spots you, her jaw twitches and her teeth are bared.
Someone, a dead person if she has her way, is too close to you. Too close for comfort, that's for sure. Jess is moving before she can stop herself, moving between you and the stranger. "Taken. Fuck off," Jess growls, her teeth bared as her hand moves to grab you's. Staking her claim, as her eyes narrow at the stranger. They open their mouth to say something, and Jess growls low in her chest. Her nails digging into you's hand. She eases her grip, not wanting to hurt her love. But she's pissed.
Jess turns on her heels, dragging you behind her until they reach outside. The cool air kissing Jess's cheeks as she tries to calm down the racing in her heart. "Mine. You are mine!" Her voice comes out a snarl, as she turns to look up at you. "They were flirting and you allowed them too!" She throws her cup, shaking her head. "Did you enjoy their attention, baby? Did you enjoy the way they flirted and smiled at you?" Her eyes narrow, the dangerous, possessive glint in her eyes unmistakable.
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